The weeping woman she's me,and I'm her.
She needs to be gone and long forgotten.
With this life, she only seeks pain and gain her power from the pain of this earth.
She cries when happy,
She cries when sad,
She even cries in the dark and in her sleep at night.
But one thing about this weeping soul
She'll die and everyone will be damned.
I'm not ashamed and I'm not afraid; to acknowledge that I was sent here for more than just having a pityful life.
But when I'm gone I'll be gone for good until we meet again.
05.03.21
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STORY OF A YOUNG GIRL
Non-FictionThis story is about this young girl that i once knew.
